Fan Fiction ❯ The Last Tear ❯ Part One ( Chapter 1 )

Noise. Cars, planes, people. All they ever do is relentlessly make noise.

She had no use for them. People that is. Her name was Amarette, she was 16-years-old, and she lived on her own in Tokyo.

Amarette wondered to herself what she was doing here, in Japan. She wasn't Japanese. With golden-blonde hair and deep blue eyes, she was quite obviously an American.

So what's a 16-year-old American girl doing living alone in Japan? A nice question with a not-so-nice answer.

The fact of the matter was that she was on the run from her family, who wanted to place her in a psychiatric facility. She wasn't crazy or sick, but she wasn't normal either.

Amarette was a strange girl who could see things others couldn't. Not hallucinations, but real things that others just can't comprehend.

Psychic is the word some use, although Amarette hates being thought of as that. Psychics see visions, have premonitions, and speak to ghosts. They're not 16-year-old high school students who are on the run from their families.

This morning, when waking up to the hustle and bustle of downtown, was no different for Amarette than any other day.

She was tired and aching from working overtime at both of her jobs while also getting her homework done. After grabbing half a piece of toast for her breakfast and getting dressed, she grabbed her bag and was out the door.

She reached the bus stop early, so she bought herself a coffee while she waited. The hair on the back of Amarette's neck began to rise as a small breeze blew past.

She turned around and around searching for something, then turned back to watching for the bus and froze. She had found what she was looking for.

Across the street, looking directly at her, were three people. One very tall man and two twin boys.

Everyone but Amarette just saw thin air, nothing. She saw them as I would see you, another person, but with one exception.

These people seemed to stick out, as if a faint aura surrounded them. They also generally had very strange hair, eye, and skin color.

These three looked relatively normal however. The man was exceptionally tall for an Asian, but nothing that would label him weird looking. He wore a suit under a full-length tan coat and had a rather sharp looking face, with a straight, long nose, and shrewd black-brown eyes.

The twins were also relatively normal by appearance. They were identical with the exception of the one lock of blue-silver hair that fell across one's eyes. The one with the hair in his face wore baggy black pants; tan hiking boots, and an ice blue shirt that went well with his blue-silver eyes and hair. His twin wore a set of cream colored, baggy shorts, red and white sneakers, and a black t-shirt with a jagged red stripe across the chest. Both had a gold hoop earring in their left ear and darkly tanned skin.

Amarette began to feel panic creep slowly up her spine like a chill wind as she watched them and they watched her. She was about to bolt for home as the twins began to cross the street, but her bus chose this time to come to the rescue. Quickly boarding the safety of the crowded bus, Amarette found a small place to hide among the people.

She began taking deep breaths to calm her hammering heart. In all the time she had been able to see these things, none had ever, never ever, approached her. Oh well, she thought shrugging. They're gone now; best just forget that it happened.

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